Valentine's day

Valentine's day

- Preheat the oven, mix the flour with the egg mixture, then add two tablespoons of sugar sand, pour the resulting piece into the mold... What's next? - rubbing his white nose with flour, Cheng Xiaoshi asked himself, looking at the stuck phone screen. Chaos, this word can describe what is happening in the kitchen of the "Time" photo studio. The flour crumbled on the countertop, forming a small sandy beach. A small part of the eggs, quite accidentally, fell to the floor, leaving sticky stains. On the light T-shirt, the mountain of the confectioner had red spots, which served as a filling for the future cake. And in the dishwasher waited for her time, without exaggeration, a mountain of dirty dishes... It's all the fault of Cheng Xiaoshi's spontaneous idea. Where does such an impulse to the subtle and complex art of making biscuit cakes and whipped cream come from? Today... A special day. Valentine's Day. A short moment when people who are passionate about each other exchange gifts, go to restaurants or sit at home, content with each other's company. Everyone has their own plans and established traditions for this holiday. But everyone still has some similarity. Exchange of sweets. According to the rules, it's just chocolate, chocolates of their own production can be suitable, which are valued more, but Cheng Xiaoshi decided to bother more. He used to do with purchased sweets, like many others, but their relationship with Lu Guang... It's long ceased to be friendly, simple carcinogens now you can't buy off. Cheng Xiaoshi wants to show Mr. bored how much he is important to him, to show the whole range of his feelings. - For 40 minutes at 180 °C... - putting the form with the dough in the oven, the brown-eyed one exhaled. - The floor is done. The cream was made, the strawberries were sliced, and the future cakes are already in the oven. All that's left is to collect this set of young baker. After reaching out, the guy looked at his battlefield fluently and sighed heavily. He clearly hurried to conclusions... A mountain of dishes in the sink, a bunch of ingredients that occupied half of the surface of the countertop, scattered flour, egg shell on the floor, and of course sticky traces of berries, everywhere... It clearly can't do without cleaning here. - Okay... I can handle it... - rolling up his imaginary sleeves, the brunette encouraged himself. Fortunately, he had plenty of time, and all thanks to Qiao Ling. The devil, paired with Xu Shanshan, fell into the atelier early in the morning and took Lu Guan with her as a porter. Single people decided to arrange shopping in honor of the holiday, but they just needed a couple of strong hands. They would not be able to carry away the bags with all the purchases, and it is not convenient to choose outfits with packages in their hands. Initially, Cheng Xiaoshi was asked to do a favor, but he refused through the yawn. Oddly enough, Lu Guang, on the contrary, did not refuse. The elementary courtesy of the albino, towards the elders, played Cheng Xiaoshi on the hand. He could calmly cook, and even have time to embellish the atelier, without fear that the albino would take him by surprise before everything was ready.

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There was a "closed" sign on the front door of the photo studio, but some brave man still decided to come in. The ringing from the doorbell dispelled the silence that reigned in a dark room. - I'm back... - Lu Guang said in a sluggish voice, entering the atelier. With his hand on the wall, the white-haired man groped for the switch. The guy frowned from the suddenly turned on light. - Why is it so quiet? - Putting his palm to his ear, Lu Guang listened. Quiet, which is not peculiar to this place. - Where is his n... - the noise coming from the living room prevented me from finishing the thought. Judging by the sound, something fell. Frowning his eyebrows, the blonde went to the living room. Lu Guang didn't lose his vigilance for a second. Knowing Cheng Xiaoshi, it could be his next prank. As soon as he was in the doorway, the lights immediately turned on in the living room, as if by magic. Having lost his eyebrows, the albino looked towards the switch, and, strangely enough, Cheng Xiaoshi was standing there with his signature smile. - Your pranks again? Humming and crossing his arms on his chest, the brunette changed his smile to a slight grin. - Not true. Surprise. A misunderstanding slipped on Lu Guang's face. Only after Cheng Xiaoshi's words, he examined the room, which was decorated with balls and ribbons of delicate pink and red shades. Even the paper garland is cheerful on the central wall. Looking down at the coffee table, he found a cake. White cream on the entire surface, and the top is decorated with curls of whipped cream and sliced strawberry pieces. - Did you decide to change the traditions and bought a cake for the holiday? - The blonde guy asked with an eyebrow. - Can I take it as a compliment? - The brown-haired man approached Lu Guan from the back, wrapped his hands around his waist. - I was the one who made him. Does it look so good? - Are you sure you can eat it? - looked at the brown-eyed Lu Guang, then looked skeptically at the confectionery masterpiece that was standing on the table. - Hey! You haven't complained about my cooking before! - inflated his lips, Cheng Xiaoshi put his head on someone else's shoulder. - You're angry. - Any fool can cook noodles, but not everyone should be allowed to the oven. Frowning his eyebrows, and without thinking long, the brunette clung to Lu Guan's neck without biting her too much. - Cheng Xiaoshi! - the bitten hissed. - Are you a dog? - Yes, and you're a hard churban. - Cheng Xiaoshi demonstratively let go of the albino, and turning around was about to leave, but then he was stopped by a thin hand that grabbed his wrist. - Take plates with appliances...

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With a satisfied expression, and falling apart on the couch, Cheng Xiaoshi watched Lu Guang enjoy eating his gastronomic masterpiece. - I absolutely didn't want to try it, but you're already eating the second piece. Blonde, looking at the brown-haired man, sighed heavily. - I was wrong, I admit, it's edible. - Your tongue will fall off if you say that it was delicious? - Cheng Xiaoshi asked with resentment. Moving to the very edge, the brunette placed his elbow on the armrest and pinned his chin with his hand. There was a five-minute silence, which was broken for a moment by the quiet knock of a plate placed on a glass table. Moving to the brown-eyed, Lu Guang grabbed him by the bomber's gate, and pulling on himself, kissed him on the cheek. - It was delicious. - The albino dispelled the silence. A crimson blush instantly flared on Cheng Xiaoshi's cheeks.